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Editor’s Notebook: Get a suntan even when the sun isn’t out

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From the wayback machine, we peruse the pages of the Northern Virginia Sun from this week back in 1986.

If residents of central Virginia were feeling something of a pre-summertime skin glow, there might be a reason, the paper reported.

Fallout from the Chernobyl nuclear plant whoopsie-daisy had traveled eastward, three-quarters of the way around the globe, and could now be detected downstate, if not quite yet in Northern Virginia. (But give it time, the paper noted.)


Fortunately, the radiation levels were low; a dental X-ray probably would give your body far more of a jolt. But it was another reminder, back in those days when the Cold War was still in bloom, that it is indeed a small world after all.

SELF-AWARENESS IS A LOST ART: Every once in a while, I type in “Fauci” on Google just to see the latest on what the attention-seeking impish sprite is up to.

Did it yesterday and learned that the good doctor is now pushing the story line that certain Amurricans are too “anti-science.” And as we know, he in the past has proclaimed himself “The Science,” so apparently he’d know.

Didn’t read the news coverage but I’m assuming there’s no acknowledgment by the America’s best-paid bureaucrat that he bears at least a teensy-weensie smidge of the blame for skepticism by the public of the public-health spokesmodels who come out and tell the rest of us how to live our lives.

EVERYBODY’S GOT A THEME SONG AROUND HERE: We had some coverage recently that former Fairfax County Board of Supervisors Chairman Sharon Bulova will be honored by having a building named after her.


Every time I type in the name “Bulova,” however, my mind is taken to the strange 1960s pop tune “Woolly Bully” by Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs. (Judging by the video below, Sam was a little strange, himself.)

There’s no known connection between the former board chair and the song or its lyrics, but in my mind, they are joined at the hip.

As to the denuded local press corps[e], two of whose capo di tutti capi are named Scott, there is always the weeper “Watching Scotty Grow” by Bobby Goldsboro. But “Woolly Bully” is better — and in the video below, watch the people frugging to their heart’s content.

I said “frugging,” people …

– Scott McCaffrey

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